Long Stopped Popping Eyes
Where are those 'things'
You retrieved to show others,
You were better than me.
Where is that façade paraded,
Inflated to flaunt my deficiencies.
I have been forced to be 'me' myself.
Relying on nothing and no one else.
But there is a comfort from you missing.
An emptiness witnessed!
And apparently has left you wishing.
Where is that pride and self confidence you wore?
Where is that pulchritude with attitude,
You boasted proudly about...
And no one dared ignore.
Where do you disappear to let your tears flow?
Where do you now go...
To hide you guilt and sorrow?
Tomorrow will and always has looked brighter for me.
Will you ever seek truth and daylight?
Or do you sulk in shadows,
To await an opportunity to express a false identity.
Clearly finding no place to adjust for these times.
And deceivers retreating to regroup or unmask...
Speak from both sides of their mouths.
And these tasks are fading fast!
Where will you go to exploit your visions...
When that outlook you have,
Many see for them those outlooks from the past
Need to be released and from them trashed!
Where are those 'things'
You retrieved to show others,
You were better than me.
Where is that façade paraded,
Inflated to flaunt my deficiencies.
Are you preparing in darkness,
To spark renewed flaws?
Those shock and awe days that once amazed...
Have long stopped popping eyes,
And dropping jaws!
And you ought to know and be aware,
As you prepare any reappearance.
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poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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